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"Really?" The little girl blinked, looking confused.
I always felt that my parents were wrong, because at that time, it didn't seem like Lena was panicking because of Lord Mino...
"Stop talking, Annie, hurry up and take breakfast to the Saintess. She should be practicing her sword by the river right now."
A neatly packaged lunchbox was handed to Annie, and the little girl immediately broke into a lively smile.
"I'm going right now!"
Skipping and hopping, Annie walked towards the stream at the edge of the village. The gently flowing water carried a faint chill, guiding the little girl along the way.
A faint frost spread across the cross-shaped longsword. The saintess, holding the hilt and standing proudly on the grass, stood a dozen meters away from the river.
Annie obediently stopped behind her, knowing that Saintess Lena would not eat breakfast until after she finished practicing her swordsmanship.
Swish.
A chilling sword aura was drawn from its sheath and flew towards the river, leaving a trail of ice on the green grass in its wake.
The sword energy was controlled with extreme precision, dissipating into specks of light the instant it reached the edge of the river, without freezing the river...
Swish, swish, swish——
Sword energies slashed rhythmically toward the riverbank, as precise as if controlled by a machine, dissipating on the riverbank and leaving only a faint chill.
Bored, Annie thought for a moment, then took out her favorite book, "The Rise of the Warriors," which she always carried with her. Her eyes lit up as she looked at the little stories about Mino.
"Wow! Lord Mino likes rye bread just like me!"
Swish.
The icy sword energy remained undisturbed by the external noise and dissipated precisely at the riverbank.
"Wow, Lady Mino and His Highness the Prince are such close friends! They must help each other out all the time!!"
Swish!
The sword energy was as steady as the wind.
"Wow, is the story of Lord Mino and Sister Lena true? It's so romantic..."
Swish—the sword energy remained completely still.
Annie looked up, glanced at Lena's pristine figure, then continued to immerse herself contentedly in the storybook, before exclaiming in surprise:
"Wow, Princess Kalia is so beautiful!"
Swish, sword energy—
"She must have a lot of suitors."
boom! ! !
A terrifying, icy-blue sword aura burst forth violently and chaotically—
Glaciers formed downstream of the river.
Chapter 58 Saintess Lena's Guide to Blind Dates
Brilliant ice crystals rose from the ground like snowflakes, and the chilly air rapidly diluted under the sunlight, leaving only a trace of coldness... Only in front of the snow-covered meadow, even the rolling water was frozen in the air, frozen into a single block.
With her back to Annie, Saint Lena's hands, gripping the longsword, trembled slightly, and her surging chest heaved violently for some unknown reason.
Wow!!!
Annie's eyes sparkled, and she clapped her hands excitedly.
Lena turned to look at the little girl, the sapphire on her chest shimmering slightly, as if she were somewhat restless.
"Annie, what strange thing are you looking at..." Lena exhaled softly, and the air seemed to freeze.
"Ta-da! It's 'The Rise of the Heroes,' and it's full of stories about Lord Mino!"
With an admiring look, Annie introduced, "Sister Lena, you're amazing too! Can you teach me how to become a successful woman like you?"
Lena's icy blue eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Annie's innocent face. After a moment of silence, she crouched down and extended a long, slender finger:
“Annie, I’ll only teach you once. I’ve never taught anyone else before.”
"Okay!" Annie's face flushed with excitement.
"First, you need to make more friends."
Lena said calmly and naturally, "Share the good food with them, play the fun games with your friends, be the first to help them when they encounter difficulties, and build good friendships with them."
"Hmm... I understand!" Annie thought for a moment and her eyes lit up:
"This is telling you about the importance of companions, just like how the Mino Warrior and the Holy Mage Chief Lak worked together to destroy the evil Dark Lair!! As long as you have deeply bonded companions, you can..."
“That will give you a good reputation in your social circle,” Lena interrupted expressionlessly.
"Kou... monument?"
Annie blinked, seemingly not quite understanding.
Lena continued her description in a cold, emotionless voice: "In this way, when your reputation reaches other people's ears, it won't be something like, 'Ah, that somewhat gloomy woman,' 'A rather withdrawn person whose thoughts are hard to understand,' or 'Ah, is there such a person in that village?'—a reputation that completely ruins any goodwill towards you before they even get to know you..."
"Well……?"
"Instead, you'll gain positive reputations like 'a very nice woman,' 'kind,' and 'wow, she's popular.' With such reputations, you can gain the upper hand in battle—"
“War…?” Annie stood there blankly, feeling that the “battle” that Lena was talking about had become something very complicated.
"Secondly," Lena held up her second finger:
"You should visit places like the Adventurers' Guild, the Royal Academy, and the Royal Library, and find a woman who is famous and popular in the area, and learn from her!"
"I understand!" Annie finally understood, and said with longing, "I must learn from my seniors, right? The high-level adventurers of the Adventurers' Guild, the head of the Royal Academy, and the wise librarians—they all have so much I can learn from them! I want to learn from them..."
"Outfit!"
Lena's words caught Annie off guard. She looked up blankly at Lena's incredibly serious face and asked, "Huh?"
“I definitely need to learn from their stylish outfits…” Lena said with a serious expression and absolute certainty, “As famous and well-known figures, their outfits must be the most trendy and aesthetically pleasing.”
"That way, you won't be seen as someone who dresses so tacky you don't want to get close to, or someone whose grandma dresses better than her, or someone who looks like a classic otaku. You'll be completely looked down upon. Aura, aura is very important!"
"The moment you meet them and your aura shifts, you've already lost completely!!!"
Annie's face turned deathly pale with fright, and she murmured, "Is Lena's battle... really that dangerous?"
“Then,” Lena said, extending a third finger, her icy gaze unwavering, “you must master the skill of reading between the lines!”
"I know that!" Annie perked up, playfully waving her fists at the air.
"The Ice Saintess can see through anyone's lies; that's what the storybooks say. It must be a skill honed through countless battles. If you can see through an enemy's lies in battle, then you can..."
"That's the quickest way to tell whether the man in front of you is a complete scoundrel."
The words caught in her throat again. Annie looked up and found Lena's expression terrifyingly cold.
"Questions like 'How did you get here today?', 'Do you like rye bread?', and 'Is today Thursday?' are the most basic kinds of conversational tactics. In reality, they are just materialistic men testing your family's financial situation."
"If you give the wrong answer, you'll get an excuse about something happening at home, and a bill that'll never end..."
"As for questions like 'How come you're so old and haven't been in a relationship yet?', 'Are your parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents still alive?', 'Do you have any younger siblings?', which seem like they're trying to get to know you better, don't doubt it, they're just thinking you have some kind of physical or psychological problem—if you get even slightly agitated, they'll immediately run away in fear..."
"The most despicable things are questions like 'Did you bring your ID today?', 'What time is your curfew?', and 'I think we get along really well.' Absolutely, 100% scumbags! Degenerates who play with women's feelings!!!"
Lena said confidently, "When you meet a man like this, don't hesitate, just throw red wine at him!"
"Huh?" Annie's pupils gradually dilated, as if her worldview was being refreshed.
“Finally, and most importantly,” Lena said, spreading her fingers one by one and placing her hands on Annie’s shoulders, her tone gentler than ever before.
"You must find a reliable man before you reach marriageable age and keep him by your side—"
"Only in this way can you remain invincible in the 'blind date' battlefield!"
"A blind date...?" Annie murmured blankly.
A look of confusion, as if she understood but not quite, crossed her eyes. Then she looked up and asked in bewilderment, "But Sister Lena, I asked how to become a successful woman?"
"No, you're wrong, Annie."
"What do you think a successful woman is like... possessing great strength? Outstanding intelligence? Or excellent character?"
"Neither! There are only two kinds of women..."
Lena gripped the sapphire at her chest, her voice as firm as ice:
"Either she's a loser... or she's a philanderer!!!"
Chapter 59 The Necessary Conditions to Become a Saintess
"Stealing...stealing fish?"
Annie stood there blankly, her small eyes filled with great confusion.
“That’s right.” Lena nodded, the cross-shaped longsword in her hand radiating a chilling aura.
"Those who snatch up good quality men and get married early are fine, but the most despicable ones are... women who have such good qualities, but they like to play men for fools and then lick their faces and mock them."
Lena, her expression a mixture of joy and regret, whispered:
"It was through fighting them step by step that I finally became the Ice Saintess—"
"That...that's really impressive," Annie said weakly, feeling that this wasn't something to be congratulated on.
……
After delivering breakfast, Annie walked along the village path in a daze.
On the roadside, a little boy who was playing with Annie saw her and greeted her: "Annie!"
The little boy ran up to Annie, pinched her dazed little face, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about? You're so focused."
"N-nothing..." Annie came to her senses, glanced at the little boy, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a clear voice, "Hey."
"Which is more powerful, a 'loser' or a 'womanizer'?"
"A loser dog and a philandering cat?" The little boy hesitated for a moment, then said, "Of course it's the loser dog! How could a cat possibly beat a dog!"
"Is that so—" Annie's eyes gradually brightened as she understood something.